Septembers End

A hallow heart holds sin
Wickedly licking lips to see
If it can dominate she

Guises and ploys for you to enjoy
Rapping and clapping in glee
Whilst finding words to entice she

Telling tales cold at heart, painting it as some art
You flicker and flee unable to see
Muses and bruises hidden in she
As this amuses your ideal Confucius

Stories of glories, protruding like a sun
You rant and chant, all in good fun
Toying and teasing at loves desire
You almost had her on your wire

This is when my September ends
With you I want to begin
The words creep out in listless joy
As you employ your last tempting coy

Licking lips eager to taste the weakness in she
You seek reaction to your retractions
Unable to see past your part
She already knows this kind of mans heart

Unsuspecting rejection, the bait did not sedate
Knowing too late, a face expressing hate
Save for the blade, repositioned fate
A twist and turn as you unravel your sin
At Septembers end; at Septembers end